My journey today is not at all about me. Need sleep to do my job tonight but 1st I go visit a friend in hospice. Her husband is dying and I am sad. Death has been brushing her wings against me in an unfamiliar way this month. First I lose my Grandmother and am unable to bridge the canyon of family alienation nor do I have the time or financial resources to go and be the one at my grandmothers side. Instead I place this love an energy into serving my patients at work. And now my dear friends husband. It is strange to be a visitor at one of our units.
I brought my friend, the patient's wife food and sat silent for awhile.
when I left
I cried.

Now I will sleep and go serve from the other side again.

My insides ache.